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In case anyone was wondering, I'm Pasithea.

That being said, I only let people I like lick me.

THIS ASSHOLE THREW ME IN THE TRASH.

Fucking assholes!

I'm going to find you and I am going to tear you apart.

[Hephaestus is exhausted. He'd been left in a part of town he was wholly unfamiliar with, no phone, no cane, nothing. He had no way of getting back home, or even knowing where he was. He might have been alone. And tired. And frustrated. But even embers can be revived.

Summoning the last of his strength, he raised his hand and shot a jet of purple flame into the sky. Only gods and their ilk would be able to see it, and there was really no better way for him to say that he was here and still alive.

He found an internet cafe just down the block, and the girl behind the counter apparently felt bad for him, and gave him a free mug of strong, black coffee. Hephaestus quietly asked permission to use one of the computers briefly to message someone. Which is where he was now.]

Should you happen to see the purple fire floating overhead, that was me. I don't know where I am. I cannot walk home. Could someone please come collect me?

Ever wake up from a dream and feel like you have been swallowed by the mist?
A step out the door. A heel hit to the cement of the parking lot only to be overcome by this feeling of losing something dear and frightening.

[Aine]
May I stay at your place for the night? Something feels off going home.

[Text: Eros]

>> Are you okay?!
>> Were you released?
>> We are going to kill everyone if you were hurt.

Where are you?

I see Deimos was released, and so was Melinoe.

If he's done something to you...